Twas the night before sleep away camp...

Tomorrow I will drop off the two older ones (John and Pat) up in Ossippee for a week long camp that they have been counting the days towards since I sent in the registration (in FEBRUARY). They eagerly agreed to pack their own duffel bags using the check off list given by the camp. After just a few minutes, I hear Patrick mutter "We don't really need that many clothes, I can just wear the same shorts all week"......Shall I start taking odds on whether the shampoo bottle even gets opened?.....Can't wait for the pick up return trip home...ewww

Conversations..

As we approach August my oldest, John, will turn 12 on August 23. He will be entering his last official "tween" year....from there it is the full fledged teenager....(Ooohh I can't wait). He seems to think he has gotten soooo wise as he gets older. Case in point is a recent conversation at 11:00 at night while dropping off a neighbor after the Paw Sox game (yes we did see Ortiz his first time back post injury). I'll admit I was tired after driving home, but not completely mindless...

John: Who answered the door?

Me: Huh?...I don't see the door ajar light on the dashboard. All the doors are closed.

John: Oh my God mom.....WHO ANSWERED THE DOOR WHEN YOU BROUGHT CHRIS IN?

Me: Ohhhhhhhhhh.....his dad

John: Wow, you really are gramma's daughter.....you both have the attention span of a rodent!

Can't wait to see what the teen years are going to bring....